Here I sit, kept awake by the misery and suffering Thinking of how you will torment me in the coming hours. When you first came to me, my life had never been so wonderful, but then you left me with an endless hole, right through my heart. You believed it would be pleasurable to mistreat me. Now all I glimpse beneath me is the crimson puddle you left me lying in. My remains left there, lying limp and inanimate. But I'd like to give you thanks for bestowing upon me the advantage of being able to torture you for the rest of your life.
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